The Ming Dynasty: The most ruthless imperial grandson, Old Zhu begged me not to kill him.

Chapter 250 The Decisive Battle Between the Two Sides
Not long after, Yu Huatian came in again from outside.

Everyone was extremely surprised to see this. How could Yu Huatian have returned so soon after leaving? Did he not find any information?
Xu Da sighed. He had thought that Yu Huatian could find information, but it seemed that he had been overthinking it. However, upon closer reflection, it was indeed the case.

Although the Western Depot was powerful, its influence was limited to the capital city and the territory of the Ming Dynasty.

They probably don't know much about these grassland tribes.

Let alone them, even I would find it difficult to gather enough intelligence on this grassland.

Yu Huatian looked at Zhu Xiong Ying and said.

"His Highness the Crown Prince has already investigated. The leaders of various tribes on the grasslands have gathered together because one person has appeared. It is none other than the former Grand Commandant of the Northern Yuan, Nairbuhua!"

Everyone was extremely surprised to hear that Nai'er Buhua had appeared. There were only a few people with real power on the grassland, and Nai'er Buhua was one of them.

After several battles, people from almost all the tribes of Beiyuan had appeared, but Nai'er Buhua was nowhere to be found. They had been searching for a long time without success, which made them very frustrated.

But no one expected that Nairbuhua's army would appear at this time.

"The chief of the Tuohuochi tribe said that the reason we were able to win this battle was because of our powerful firearms, but firearms all have one weakness, which is that they are afraid of water!"

"Nai'er Buhua said he consulted a master who predicted that there would be heavy rain in the next few days, at which time they would attack!"

Hearing this, everyone was very surprised.

On the other hand, it's because of its horror.

This intelligence capability.

Previously, it was said that the Western Depot had extremely powerful intelligence capabilities, but they didn't have any direct experience of it. Only after witnessing it this time did they realize how terrifying such intelligence capabilities were.

They even knew the details of the conversations between these tribal leaders, which suggests that the Western Depot's plans for this grassland must have started a long time ago.

Zhu Xiong sneered.

"No wonder this guy named Nairbuhua has appeared. I heard he has quite a few troops and has always been a major enemy of Kökö Temür!"

"The reason why Kökö Temür was suspected by the Northern Yuan court is because he had made many contributions. In a way, he could be considered a meritorious official of our Great Ming!"

When the generals heard Zhu Xiong Ying's joke, they burst into laughter.

"However, he was right about one thing: firearms are much less effective on cloudy or rainy days, and are even less effective than bows and arrows, although those are just ordinary ones!"

"Our firearms were designed with this in mind, and they are effective even in cloudy or rainy weather. These guys are doomed to miscalculate!"

Xu Da nodded.

"This is indeed good news for us. Since these people are still hesitant, let's help them make the choice!"

Zhu Xiong Ying understood what Xu Da meant.
It's simply taking advantage of the fact that these people don't know the true strength of their firearms, so we might as well use this opportunity to turn the tables on them.

There have been far fewer major battles between the two sides in the past few days, with only sporadic skirmishes.

Both sides maintained extreme restraint, as if they were preparing for something.

Sure enough, a day later, dark clouds filled the sky, and soon a heavy rain began to fall.

Nai'er Buhua was extremely excited.

Unexpectedly, a rainy day actually arrived, which was a godsend. Soldiers from various tribes gathered together on the grassland, forming a formidable force. Nairbuhua, dressed in full armor, stood at the very front of the column.

"Brothers, the Ming army has invaded our land many times. We have nowhere left to retreat. Now it is raining, and the Ming's weapons are basically useless in this weather. It's time to let them see the power of the grassland warriors. Do you dare to follow me into battle and defeat these Ming people!"

A group of grassland people cheered.

Once those terrible muskets and cannons are gone, that will be a thing of the past.

The Ming army's fighting strength would be greatly weakened, and they would be able to deal with these tigers that had already had their teeth pulled with ease.

Thinking of this, the army on the grassland began to charge towards the Ming army camp.

At this time, under the plan of Xu Da and Zhu Xiong Ying, all places had already made preparations for the counter-encirclement.

Nai'er Buhua led her troops straight ahead, quickly breaking through the Ming army's defenses and reaching the central camp.

Thinking of this place, he was very excited. Just as he had guessed, these Ming Dynasty firearms were gone.

Their fighting capacity would suffer extremely heavy losses.

Without a second thought, the group rushed straight to the central army camp, waiting for the curtains of their central army camp to be pulled open.

They found it empty, with nothing inside. Everyone was very puzzled, wondering where Xu Da had gone.

Nai'er Buhua's expression suddenly changed drastically as if she had just realized something.

"Oh no, we've been tricked! Let's retreat!"

However, before he could finish speaking, a loud bang came from the sky, followed by loud explosions emanating from the central army camp.

These people panicked and tried to escape, but the outside had already been blocked by the three rows of guns set up by Zhu Xiong Ying.

These three rows of guns relentlessly attacked the soldiers inside, while other soldiers surrounded them, guarding the cannonballs of various cannons as if they were free.

Because the grassland tribes' armies fought very densely, they suffered extremely heavy losses, and the battlefield was filled with smoke signals.

Nai'er Buhua felt extremely cold inside; this was completely different from what he had expected.

"Impossible! How could this happen? Didn't we say that the cannons would be useless in rainy weather? How could this happen!"

Nai'er Buhua was now questioning his life; he hadn't expected such a change.

The tribal leaders standing nearby also looked ashen-faced.

"General, let's leave quickly. We can't stay here any longer. If we continue, we'll be wiped out!"

Nai'er Buhua gritted her teeth: "You send a small number of troops to attack other places to tie down the enemy's forces. We will concentrate all our troops in the east and then break out from the east!"

"I simply don't believe they'll ever run out of weapons and ammunition!"

The leaders nodded. Although this would result in a severe loss of troops in their tribes, it was the only option at the moment.

They just hoped that the Ming army's musket ammunition would run out quickly, so that they could wake up from this nightmare sooner.

(End of this chapter)